“Face Off”

A pack of players congregates at the opposite end of the ice, each trying furiously to dig the puck out of the corner. “Get it out of there!” says the guy behind me, as if the players can hear him from the student section. Although it’s useless, I echo his sentiment. Finally, a break ––…

“Maybe It’s Just Me”

Last night, a bunch of people came bustling by my door, and one of the girls loudly proclaimed “We should have just asked that girl for directions!” I agree –– Liz Waters is so confusing that I have yet to see any of the buildings connected to mine. The overly nice Midwesterner in me wanted…

“College Library & the Room of Requirements”

The best part of SOAR was not the carrot cake or talking about how a picture of a forest made me feel with a Future Badger from Maryland, (You’ll understand when you get there). It was not even getting my Wiscard and breathing a sigh of relief when the picture wasn’t the worst one I’ve…

“Solving for (Wh)y”

I can’t decide what’s more stressful: applying to college or actually getting there. I’m starting to think that studying for the ACT was better than arguing about the price of bath towels with my mom in the back of a Kohl’s department store. After years of reading Young Adult novels about the summer before the…